Duan's House is located in Haicheng Linhai. It is a large-scale Chinese-style house with pavilions, pavilions and flowing water. It has both the beauty of gardens and the view of the sea. Everyone in the house looked surprisingly nervous.
"Drip-drip-"
The doctor in the white coat had a serious face and said to everyone outside the room, "Please prepare for the worst."
The old man has stomach cancer, and the hospital no longer accepts Duan old man.
Fortunately, the Duan family was so powerful that they directly transformed the home into a small hospital. All kinds of equipment were fully prepared, and seven or eight top doctors were on call 24 hours a day.
Duan Xingye squatted in the corner and cried, while the other people's faces were gloomy and gloomy.
In the farthest corner, the man was wearing a smoky gray high-definition suit and had low black hair. The whole person seemed to have merged into the darkness in the corner, making it unreal.
Duan Feihan put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked down at the ground, his thin lips a little dry and dehydrated. He has been guarding the door for more than ten hours, and no water has come in.
His old father seemed to be overwhelmed.
"Xingye, didn't you and your fourth uncle find some kind of magic doctor? Where is the person?" The middle-aged man roared.
Duan Xingye shook his head, "It seems to be fake, there is no magic doctor at all!"
They stood outside the door and seemed to be able to hear the sound of doctors trying to rescue them inside.
There was a rapid sound of footsteps from far to near.
Duan Feihan's assistant came over with a nervous middle-aged woman and said respectfully, "Fourth Young Master, this lady said that she has seen the genius doctor of Baiwu Mountain, that's not a rumor."
Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman obviously had never seen such a big battle, and rubbed her palms nervously, "You are talking about the words of the white genius doctor on Yunwu Mountain, then I have indeed seen it."
Speaking of the white genius doctor, the woman was obviously relieved. She clapped her palms and said excitedly, "You don't know how superb her medical skills are! Not to mention cancer, as long as she doesn't die into a mummified corpse, she can be saved."
"She treats her illnesses according to her mood. For poor people like us who have no money, she sends us vegetables without collecting money. Some rich people ask her for help, and she depends on their mood to save them."
Duan Feihan frowned, his aura released, and a white and beautiful figure appeared in his mind.
Duan Feihan said in a low voice, "What does it look like?"
The middle-aged woman scratched her head: "This white genius doctor is beautiful, she has always been a little girl, she looks like a little fairy."
Always been a little girl
Duan Xingye jumped up suddenly, his body trembling with excitement: "Fourth uncle, isn't it the girl who hitchhiked yesterday? Yes, yes, she said that grandpa has a stomach disease!"
Duan Feihan's eyes glowed like torches, and when he saw the middle-aged woman suddenly realized, he quickly took out his mobile phone, "This is the mobile phone that my son bought for me. I didn't know how to use it at the time. I even went to Bai Shenyi for advice. We both took pictures."
Open the phone gallery, and a photo pops up.
The beautiful girl stood beside the middle-aged woman. She was so beautiful that she looked at the camera with her deep eyes, as if she was looking at him.
Duan Feihan was stunned, and subconsciously pursed his thin lips.
Duan Xingye held the phone tightly and exclaimed, "Fuck, it's really the girl who hitchhiked during the day!"
Duan Feihan asked lightly, "Where are the vegetables she sent?"
vegetable
Duan Xingye was stunned for a moment, and suddenly screamed: "Damn, the kitchen won't feed those vegetables to the dogs, right?"